Huey's New Adventure

After one week in foster care

I keep checking Huey's fur for new growth. It will take time I remind myself as the Prednisone can take a long time to work. He's still super itchy and it breaks my heart to see him suffer. The vet tech at Bakerview said that it was OK to give him half a Benadryl so I hope that this will ease the itchiness somewhat. I've also started him on Salmon Oil. Despite Huey's constant scratching though, he is such a happy boy! Considering what was likely a miserable existence in his former life followed by a six month stint at the SPCA, my one bedroom apartment must seem like five star accommodation for dear old Huey boy. Plus he has his girlfriend Ella to keep him company, lots of cuddles and a warm bed to sleep in every night. And Ella couldn't be happier to have this new constant companion. My little separation anxiety prone lab/whippet used to run to the door and try to stop me from leaving for work in the morning; now she hardly looks up when I pick up my keys and put on my coat.

The week has not gone by without incident though. One day I came home and found an avocado pit by the door and the skin in the living room. Huey had managed to pull it off the kitchen counter. This should have been my fair warning as the next day he managed to pull the ceramic jar of dog cookies off from the back of the counter. I came home to find a broken mess on the floor, cookies gone. Thank God, no one cut themselves on the shards. The cookies thankfully contained no lamb or beef but with Huey's restricted diet, not good. Sunday night I reorganized my kitchen. All the pet food is now on the top shelf in my pantry, my cat has an even higher perch to eat her dinner on and my kitchen counters are now bare of food and food containers.

Other than being a food hoover, I keep expecting Huey to do something bad. He is a rescue I tell myself, he must have some bad behaviours. But after a week, he just keeps getting cuter and sweeter. No accidents, no furniture chewing, no chasing the cat, no fights or spat with my dog or any other dog we encounter on our walks. Will he turn into a monster after two weeks I ask myself? He has started to pick up on Ella's ball playing abilities. This morning in the park they were taking turns with fetching and blocking the soccer ball. Huey never barks, but he has started making this hilarious yippy vocalization when Ella won't give him the ball. It's so cute. Not to mention the happy sighs and comforted groans when he sleeps and the joyful whimper when I come through the door at the end of the day.